pinned The Greedy Goblet (Revised)

((OOC: Similar to the old Greedy Goblet thread, this one will be an open tavern type RP where anyone can join in or leave at any time they'd like! This RP will be for rainy days, off-hours, update days, or just for those times you're sitting at work or in class wishing you were online instead.

Rules:
Follow typical RP rules & of course general respect.
Anyone can use this thread.
Please make sure to include those who jump in as the RP continues to progress.
Keep things PG 13. Any graphic, R+ material should be put into spoiler boxes with a warning.
Have fun!

Any questions, comments, or suggestions, feel free to leave them OOC using the typical double parenthesis. Enjoy! <3 ))

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Elsy walks into the Clanmother's, unfastening her bracers and arm crops as she rounds the corner. She places them onto the table and looks around the Greedy Goblet. It is quieter than usual. She walks to the bar in the back and rummages around some of the bottles. The clanking of the glass is the only sound in the tavern.

Finally finding a bottle a bottle of Rotmeth deep in the back of the cupboard, she walks back to the table which she had placed her bracers and arm crops on, sets her bottle down, and pulls out a small leather-bound journal that had been tucked into her jack. Elsy takes a seat and begins to read, looking up now and again to see if anyone had walked through the door.

((Ew Elsy, Rotmeth? lololol))
Gata comes into the tavern after a long day trying to decide what to do now that she should rest more. Gata notices Elsy is reading, so she goes first to get Sujamma and Moon Sugar, before plopping on a chair next to the wood-elf and saying "So!" she grins "How are you?" cradling her now slightly round stomach. She sweetens her drink before taking happy swigs, clearly amused to have some company.

Bhidul walked into the clan mothers, his cape swished behind him as he sauntered in casually. He removed his helmet and grinned at Gata. He wrapped an arm around her.

((Mmm fermented meat!))

Elsy closes her journal and tucks it back into her jack as Gata pulls up a chair. She smiles though she seems slightly distant. "Well enough, thank you. Yourself?" Elsy looks curious as Gata cradles her stomach, but brings her gaze back to the perky Khajiit.

Noticing Bhi's entrance and embrace of Gata, Elsy smiles and nods to Bhi. "Hello there."

"Bhi!" smiles at him, almost purring before she turns back to Elsy "Oh, Gata is fine, though a little bored... She wanted to Spirit Walk, but they told her it's too risky, so she should save it for important times... So this one had been reading on Soul Magic... Reading is so boring..." pouts. "What were you reading?"

Lal walked in with alv holding her hand and dirt covering her lower dress. She nodded at everyone and went behind the counter preparing drinks with alv making noise under the counter . "So who wants a drink?" She said as she pulled out a old bottle while alv found a piece of wood and started swinging it like a sword.

comes in the tavern a hand on the hilt of his sword and has his dominion yellow scarf around his neck and his dominion poncho reaching down to his waist he takes his belt off with his sword attached as he places it on the table lightly and walks over to bhidul and gata

Elsy smiled at the pace of Gata's talking, working slightly to keep up with her. "Soul walking?" She furrowed her brow but her expression returned to something more normal, her smile returning, as Gata asked her question. "Just reading through some old things of mine."

She nodded to Laltris has she passed. She answered her question with, "I'm alright, thank you," then gestured to the bottle in front of her.

Elsy smiles politely to Ro'John as he walks in.

Zri moves the tomes she is carrying to one arm and pushes open the door of the Citizen's Mansion and heads over to the tavern. She glances around at crowd, noting all who were there before taking her usual seat at the table further from the bar. She sets the tomes on the table before placing her pack on the ground.

She pulls out her water skin, her inkwell and quill, and her notebook. As she takes notes on the tomes she is studying, she listens quietly to the conversation being had.

He grinned as he saw the others, he hugged Gata tightly against him. He looked at Ro'John, "Greetings! Anything new?"

"nothing is new besides the cold man i hate winter. "

Almost as if right one cue when Ro'John spoke of winter, Mo'jahi Ice-Eye entered the tavern. As always when he would appear, a slight chill filled to the room before the temperature returned to normal. Both his eyes were open and looking about, both Mo'jahi and Ice studied the people in the room before taking a seat at a table further back. Mo'jahi then pulled out a drink and became to let the heavy ale and skooma dim his pain. Somedays it was worse than others and today had been a bad day for the pain. Mo'jahi almost wished he had make the skooma stronger.

Gata meows adoringly at Ro'John before nuzzling Bhi's shoulder. Her ears flick as he mentions winter "Gata hates Reaper's Winter. It has no white fluffiness..." feeling a chill she looks over at Ice-Eye and stands up half snarling, half smiling "You there! Gata's rival! This one thought she'd never have a chance to show you who's boss!" goes to Laltris and says "Please Lal, show us your strongest booze" turning back at Ice-Eye she snickers "Gata challenges you."

Elsy smiled to herself, seeing the tavern busy — something it hadn't been in some time. She excused herself, seeing mostly everyone was occupied in their own conversations, to go change out of her armor. It was growing uncomfortable to sit there in the metal and leather.

She rose from her seat and made her way to the stairs, shuttering briefly from the cold as she passed Ice Eye, obliviously wondering why the wind blew so cold into the tavern when the door was opened. She smiled politely to him and nodded as she passed.

eyes follow gata as she goes to the bar "she has issued a challenge" he chuckles while looking at a news paper (like the black horse courier)

She nodded at Gata and pulled a bottle with a an old label "This is a mixture of all the strongest drinks in tamriel" She holds it out to Gata

Stares blankly at Gata for a couple seconds before starting to smile. "Mo'jahi guesses he must accept. No one will say that he is a coward." Drinking some heavy alcohol would also help with the pain he thought to himself. At least he hoped so.

Ri'Zharim walks into the Greedy Goblet, looking at the lively tavern. He walks over to the cupboard and pours himself some spiced wine. While walking back to take a seat he passes by Ice-Eye, and nods to him. Ri'Zharim then finds and empty table to sit at and drinks his spiced wine while writing in his ledger.

He mumbled a few curses to himself, "Gata... this ins't the best to do... especially carrying the baby..."

looking up from the paper "i agree sweet maybe another time?" goes back to reading about the dominion queen traveling the lands that are under her banner

Gata's competitiveness was fueled by her mates advising her, which instead of having the desired effect, made her angry. She mutters "Now they are telling her what to do", she took the bottle from Laltris and served two cups, handing one to Ice-Eye. "She won't lose this time" downs the first cup. ((will start dice rolling after the second cup if you want icey))

Mo'jahi takes the cup from Gata but accidenlty freezes it before having a chance to drink. He sets it aside to melt and gets another one from Laltris which he downs quickly, the alcohol having almost no affect on him. The pain was still there. "Mo'jahi does not think Gata shall be victorious."

He stared at Gata wide-eyed, "Are you mad?!"

fills another cup and downs half of it, sipping the last part "Gata is not mad." grunts "She just wants to have a good time." finishing this cup, she goes for another one. "Also, she needs to show this cold gentleman how to properly drink" smirks, her tail almost swatting the ground repeatedly.

"You could end it here... By the moons this is ridiculous..." He stood aside Gata.

shoots Bhidul a dirty look and decides she will ignore him before this turning into a fight,since in this time-period and even in this world there is not the knowledge that drinking will harm the baby, so to Gata, Bhidul is being controlling. She refrains herself from making a passive-aggressive comment and downs her third cup, she notices Ri'zharim is around and approaches him with a recently filled cup "Ri'Zharim! How are you?" smiles. "Gata is about to win an epic battle" she motions Ice-Eye.

Ri'Zharim sets down his quill and looks up from his ledger

"Hello Gata, this one just arrived, what happened? Epic Battle?" he asked as he looks around the room and takes another drink of his spiced wine

"another drinking contest" looks to bhidul with a worrisom look but knows gata will go through with her contest no matter how much the two protest her. with that in mind he just comments to gata "just please consider the babies sweet"

shoots a dirty look at Ro'John too and decides they aren't really gonna let her have a nice evening. She sits next to Ri'Zharim, taking another shot ((btw I rolled two eights, so she shouldn't be drunk. Also, Gata is a vampire, alcohol should have little to no effect on her, unless she takes a lot or drinks blood alongside with it. No dices were rolled for icey so far)) and the bottle with her "Yes, Gata was waiting for when Ice-Eye would show his face. She lost to him once, this one won't let a second time occur" she pats her belly and tries to listen to the baby with her vampiric hearing. There they are, two heartbeats. Gata looks at Ro'John, trying to find out if he can hear it too or not, as no one but her or other vampires/wolfs listening very closely to her belly would be able to tell about her carrying two instead of one.

((forgot to add, 15-20 : she gets drunk. same value for ice eye, considering. if that is ok with you.))

((I have rolled a 7, but sort of same as Gata, Mo'jahi is an alcoholic skooma addict and it should take a bit for him to get drunk especially given its a bad day for him pain wise which makes it harder))

Mo'jahi Ice-Eye takes another drink, the alcohol is slowly starting to have a small dimming affect on the pain but not as much as he had hoped it would. Alas he must just continue to drink more. He wasnt really all that concentrated on winning the contest. It was a good excuse for him to get utterly drunk. He listened in as both Ro'John and Bhidul tried to convince Gata to stop, with no avail. A fact he found interesting was that Gata was pregnant, something he had not known. During the last while he had seen a few acquaintances around start to create families and raise kids but that was something Mo'jahi would never be able to do. He was never going to be a good father anyways, it was too dangerous with Ice about.

"I want to put a prize for this" pulls out scarp paper and writes on it "Whoever wins can have free drinks until they die or I die, which ever one come first"

placing the paper on the table he goes over to gata to see if he can feel the babies kick "think they will be as fiece as gata bhidul?"

Gata growls happily and shouts "This one will never lose now!" takes another shot and pours another cup for herself. She looks at Ro'John and says, "They better be, Gata will make them run everyday"

"fingers crossed sweet" he watches as gata pours a shot

"Now don't get drunk on me" chuckles as she wipes the counter

Ri'Zharim looks into his ledger smiling happily at the progress of the city when he picks up his cup of wine, only to notice it empty. He closes an eye and peers at the bottom of the cup, as if expecting it to refill itself. Alas, it will not, so he gets up, sliding by the patrons of the Greedy Goblet, making his way over to the counter to pour himself some more. He notices Laltris cleaning the counter and he nods and smiles in respect.

gata takes another shot and strikes a pose as she starts feeling tipsy

((Rolled a five))

Mo'jahi quickly drinks up his third drink, slowly starting the feel the effects of the alcohol in his body. The numbing is slowly starting and he fills himself up another one, ready to continue on.

He slipped on his helmet and quietly and idly leaned against a wall. He watched the drinking friends but jerked his attention into empty space.

The doors to the tavern once again opened, this time a small, lean, and not quite so cat-like figure stepped through the door. He turned round to shut the door behind, making sure to help keep out the cold air. Walking into the tavern room, the figure became more illuminated by the light. He wore a dark blue leather outfit, colored as that of the winter nights sky, pouches about his waist, dirt on his greaves, and a bow and quiver slung over his shoulder. His face was veiled by the woven hood that he wore. His eyes darted slightly to the drinking competition between the Khajiit as he walked past their table. He continued on, making his past Ri'Zharim and Laltris at the counter. He was not a harsh character, yet he made no attempt at greeting the tavern's occupants. As he reached the fire pit he stooped down to it, feeling the warmth upon his hands as he pulled some small game he had caught earlier in the day from the pack in which he kept it. His fingers went to work, placing the meat upon the spit and placing it over the fire. He sat down and leaned back against the wall, soaking in the warmth as he waited.

Gata noticed the new being in the room, and looked at him, curious. Taking another shot and pouring herself another, she waddle rather drunkly to the fire, keeping a respectful distance from it. "Greetings" she smiled at him. "This one isss Nah... Gata! This one is Gata!"

Elsy walked down the stairs rubbing her eyes. She was now wearing light clothing in a Bosmeri style. She shook her head to the light as she rounded the corner past the door. It appears she had just woken up. She smiled to everyone and took a quiet seat at the empty table, so not to intrude on any conversation.

Her eyes floated to the mer leaning against the wall. She nodded politely, recognizing him.

Ri'Zharim caught the smell of something tasty in the air, the wine had made him hungry. He pulls a cloth that was covering a few pieces of guar quiche out of his satchel. Unfolding the snack on the counter, he starts to eat them while looking around the room, and scribbling notes into his ledger.

Looking up he greeted the tipsy Khajiit. "Greetings, I am Racuvar" Unsure of what else to say to the Khajiit, seeing she appeared in such a drunken state, he simply returned is gaze to the fire, the warm embers light dancing across his face. As his gaze fell across the fire, his eyes unfocused and drifted beyond to the end of the room. At the far table sat a young Bosmer woman. Caught off guard, recognizing her from a time gone by, he almost let a smile come to his face, but that he quickly stifled and simply dropped his gaze lower back into the fire.

She raised an eyebrow to him, seeing that he looked away. She half shrugged and stood, walking near him to the bar, and then digging behind the counter for something to drink. She resurfaced with a bottle of Rotmeth and turned to Racuvar. She offered him a pleasant smile. "May I get you anything, friend?"

Stopped writing in his ledger for a moment, wiping the crumbs off of his lips from the guar quiche that he had eaten. He glances over towards Laltris with a smile.

"This one forgot to mention, a bosmer male came into the Greedy Goblet looking for work as a cook, has he contacted Laltris? Ri'Zharim pointed him in your direction, one thought purrhaps you could use some help in the kitchen"

Shook her head "I have not received any indication of it. But he can be a cook, might be better than my soup, if you ask me" She pulled out a bottle of Summerset wine and poured herself a glass " Anyone still want some ale?"

Staring into the fire, his mind wandered. Perhaps he was thinking of the different hills and area of land he had scouted over today during his hunting, perhaps he was thinking about a new bow he'd thought of crafting, or perhaps he was thinking of nothing at all. That is where most of his thoughts ended up at the moment, for he was tired from the day and could not think of much, everything simply went quiet in his mind as he sat there, thinking of nothing at all. His eyes gaze turned thought when he realized someone was again speaking to him.
Turning he looked to the voice. "Excuse me?" he said. "May I get you anything, friend?" Elsynia asked again. Blinking at her has his mind fumbled for words, for he was both very tired and slow in thought at the moment, as well as a tad caught off guard by the young Bosmer. Finally finding words, he replied "Uh.. Yes. I, .. I will take some Rotmeth is there is any" His lips began to thirst, also he realized that his meat was beginning to get a bit toasty around the edges at this point. I quickly went to move his meal off from the fire, not wishing to charbroil it much more than it already was.

Walked towards Gata and held her shoulders firmly so that she wouldn't fall down from being drunk. He looked at the newcomer, "Is everything alright, friend? Are we crowding you?" He chuckled.

Gata purrs as Bhi holds her shoulder. She looks at him and says "No, Gata doessssn't feeeeel crrrrrowded, why woulllld you think that" she then goes for another shot, which causes her to fall on her tail. She hopes Bhidul or Ro'John will nag her about drinking, so she'd have an excuse to quit and not look weak. Gata stands up and takes yet another shot, almost throwing up afterwards. "Commmme on, Ice-khajiit! Gatta wantsss to ssssssee yourrrrr might!" she can hardly speak now. ((got two 6))

watching gata "alright sweet youve had enough" helps hold her up

Stared at the drink that Gata had just consumed. His mind shot into a crave for it. He walked up towards Laltris, "Grab him one of those drinks, the ones that get you hammered in a few moments..." he grinned.

Smiled "Ok then...." She pulled out a red bottle with an old label on it and handed it to Bhi

He nodded and grinned, he picked up the bottle. He examined it for a moment and popped off the cork. Afterwards he started to quaff the drink hastily. After a few moments he could feel his head pounding a bit, but went on merrily with the drink in his hands.

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Ri'Zharim wondered where the bosmer that he sent to Laltris ran off to, however, he did not remember the bosmers name and was unable to do anything about it. He decided to stand at the counter in silence, washing down the guar quiche with another sip of his spiced wine. Writing in his ledger once more, scratching out ideas of possible new trade routes, abundances, and declines in product, luxuries and necessities. He knew that soon he would have to travel out of S'renja to gain more information, there was only so much he could do making informed guesses at the market of other areas. Ri'Zharim needed more precise information.

((Bhidul did not mean to "poop" off the cork... -_-))

Mo'jahi took another bottle and drowned it quite quickly, the alcohol continuing to seep into his body and working quite effectively at lowering the pain of his eye. Another one followed quickly and now the alcohol started to hit. It was weird with two different individuals with shared control of one body. For Mo'jahi it was interesting to see how Ice would react under these conditions but of course on the outside no one knew of this intriguing action unfolding on the inside. His body starting to feel drowsy, Ice started to slowly lower the outside temperature to attempt to keep the body awake and perceptive, but the alcohol had hit hard. His left eye saw Gata starting to lose the ability to speak and Mo'jahi thought to himself This one will win.

(Rolled an 18 and a 7)

(( like my bit? :) )) just watches the scene around him and tries to get gata to a chair to sit down in

Started to right on a scrap piece of parchment "Ok, so which one of you will fall over first? Free drinks for life to whoever is standing!" She placed a gold coin on the parchment then moved it to the edge of the counter "Anyways, does anyone have any rumors that I would like to hear? I will pay some gold for some information" Added three gold to the one laying on the parchment

Ears perking at the question Laltris had asked "This one has a bit of information, Woodhearth seems to be getting busy, one would imagine you can find /whatever/ you desire there, many things pass through the ports." he says with a laugh

"That gives khajiit an idea" he says as he jots down information in his ledger "Purrhaps khajiit could export S'renja's wares there as well" Ri'Zharim looks towards Ice-eye as him and Gata are pounding down drinks, and starts to think about the possibility of exporting ale.

Stumbled around after he rushed all of his drink down. He slammed against the wall, his armor made a loud clank noise. He slid down the wall and fell onto the ground chuckling quietly.

"We'll it looks like he is not getting a drink!" She laughed and slid some gold coins to Ri "Thank you for the knowledge, and here is something to cover the cost"

watching the scene he reads the news paper on a festival in skywatch

reads the news paper

Drunkly stumbles towards Ro'John and hovers over him, "Watcha... doin'..?" He struggled standing up and fell onto the table, reaching his shaking arms to catch himself. He failed, smacking his chin against the table and falling onto the wood floor. He stared at Ro'John, "Go get one of those drinks... This one knows he hasn't drank in forever! Go get one!" He belched, "It's like the Divines, but you can drink them... one of the best drinks he's had..." He started to let the last droplets of alcohol in the bottle drip into his mouth, "Laltris... another...."

"Uh.........No" she said in a serious tone "I do not want three drunks running around" she put the bottles under the counter

putting down the news paper and helps bhidul to his feet "you alright man? that was a pretty hard hit"

Nodded at Ro'John and stood up. He stumbled towards Laltris, "Pleeeeeeeaseeee...? This one is not drunk..."

She put her hand on the counter "Depends, if you can walk to the door and back without falling, then I will give you another drink, ok?"

Nodded, "Mhm..." He pushed off the table and stumbled as he walked. He tripped a little, but did not fall. He made himself around the corner and then reached a hand out to touch the door. He walked back being extremely careful with each step to make sure he would not fall. He approached the bar again, "Okay... where's the damn.. drink..." He pounded a fist on the bar and looked at Laltris with a non-sober look in his eyes.

looks over from his news paper to lal "if bhidul gets served can i get a crystal beer?"

Rolled her eyes "Ok Bhi" She pulled out two bottles one for Bhi and one for John

"Yes!" he exclaimed. Bhidul grabbed the bottle and quickly started drinking it as if he were in a desert and just found water. Every moment counted to him, he drank as fast as he could without any break. Eventually, he left his drink half-full and coughed a bit. He stumbled around some more and held his stomach, he shook his head and kept drinking until his body would refuse it. Bhidul felt a sudden urge and ran towards a nearby barrel and vomited in it. Bhidul sat at the barrel for a moment until sober was nothing in his world. Bhidul yelled at Laltris drunkly from a distance, "Lal! Why do the drinks make you spit out this stuff?" he pointed to the barrel.

"I have no idea what you are talking about Bhi, you are just delusional from the drink" She was laughing on the inside thinking about what she would do later about the drinks "Well, you better clean the barrel out, and I mean clean it, from top to bottom, spot less, if you can understand me" She pulled her pony tail over her shoulder before pouring herself a glass of wine.

walks around hammered bhidul and gets his bottle "thanks lal" takes his beer and leaves a tip on the bar and goes back to his table and reads glancing up from the paper when he heard bhidul vomit and thought 'man he has had way to much'

Looked at Laltris, "There are no spots in the barrel!" He picked up his bottle again and started scavenging more drops of alcohol. He walked around, his vision spinning, he started insisting in Ta'Agra that he was not drunk to Laltris, thinking everyone knew how to speak it.

"bhidul your drunk man its ok to be drunk but ya your drunk..." sips his beer